Lydia Grande Synthe Whore ❤️

About Lyon

Ooh, here’s a juicy bit—didya know, old Rome, whores wore yellow? Fuckin’ YELLOW, mate! Like some bleedin’ canary! *cackles* Standin’ out, struttin’, no shame. Love that, I do—balls o’ steel! Amélie’d paint it sweet, all “ooh, les petites jaunes,” but me? I’d be oglin’, hissin’ “my precious!” at their swagger.

William Hooker-

Hooker is joined by two guitarists (Donald Miller of Borbetomagus is one) and one righteous synth twister. For the first eight minute piece, "Computer.

Fare thee well, courageous traveler, and remember: “No man does it alone!” Hie thee to Grande-Synthe, and see magic in the chaos!

Cold and wet migrants evicted from camp near Dunkirk won't stop until they reach British shores